Sunday - not always a day of rest

Ended up going to Church in the morning.  Most of the 'regulars' were all ready down at Hillsong, so we had Seema preach.  Felt like a flashback to the types of sermons I grew up with in my Pentecostal background - so I had to really fight to not get caught up in my own prejudices.

I'm still struggling a little with the whole concept of "Church".  Sometimes I wonder if I'm cut out more for the home/organic style of Church (so small group chats with dinner and more 'personable), rather than the great big infrastructure that so often defines the traditional concept of Church.  I still don't quite know where I fit.  I love my Church community - but I just don't seem to connect so well amongst the 'traditional' construct (praise and worship/sermon/go home/etc etc).

Afterwards we went off to Festitalia at the showgrounds.   To be honest, this was a bit of a letdown.  The way they advertised the event was not quite how it was in actuality.  It was advertised as having lots of opportunites to taste great Italian food and drink  - but there was only one 'taste testing' stall (olives).  Not that I'm complaining - but we were expecting a bit more pasta/pizza tasting, along with wines and cheeses.  And the food was, as always happens, highly overpriced.  Left early, and went across the road to work to eat.

Worked from 2:15-10:45 last night.  Was very slow for the first 5 hours, and then had 2 caesarians to end the night.  Helped us get over that 'bump' that is that final 3 hours or so, that so often drags.  

Back there again for night duty.  Would prefer not to have a repeat of last month's nights, so we'll see how we go.